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Any song by Pantera!

It's about: 1) whiny bitches complaining about a web site, which is privately run and paid for, accepting $$ from a US Army advertiser. These bitches don't donate cash to run the site, use it freely, and think they can dictate how the site is run. 2) whiny bitches accusing those who support this site accepting said $$ of being "chicken hawks" who will not enlist to fight in Iraq. Can you say "non sequitur". 3) whiny bitches who can't STAND someone's POV that is different from their own. These folks probably go around scratching off bumper stickers that they disagree with on parked cars, and tear down political adverts of their political opponents along the roads during election season. Holy crap....for once we agree. Well said.

Has it been three months already? Crazy..... What is an "ergo"?

How about a big "who fucking cares"?

Great pics and TR....some really good friends of mine live almost at the base of Index peak.....they have this view from there porch.....

Hee hee.....very funny!

We have the simple REI pack......man than thing works great....thank god Miles loves being in it. I wish I had a pic to share....

The crack/ramp on the left is “Sundance”, then “Crazy Horse”, and then the wider one you guys are discussing is the last pitch of “Jill’s Thrill”.

lots and lots and lots.....the company that make the ropes has to (for insurance reasons, and to SELL MORE ROPES)put a limit of falls on there literature. I have taken dozens and dozens of falls (mostly little ones) on years worth of ropes.

I'd serve my country if called unlike the libby freaks that just want to sit around and yank themselves. You need to STFU dude.....those who are for the war/occupation get to go....those who are not for it....get to stay..... Are you for it?

You speak as if I wrote it? But....thanks for playing.

Was out there today.....did Little wing into Fear of flying (one pitch), then Jill's up to Crazy Horse..... then went over to watch Bob almost onsight Freeforsome. Super fun to watch..... Climbed a little in the early morning with Bill and Joseph.

Favorite for the fathers....I guess..... Sounds fun.....Vantage is a little far away for us....we are going to Breitenbush for our sons first birthday in 3 weeks.....hot springs baby......

The Lizard Story-- If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone Through the pet syndrome, including toilet flush Burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have You laughing out LOUD! Overview: He had to take my son's lizard to the vet. Here's what happened: Just after dinner one night, Hia son came up to tell me there was "something Wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner In his room. "He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious, Dad. Can you help?" I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face And followed him into his bedroom. One of the little Lizards was indeed lying on his back, looking Stressed. I immediately knew what to do. "Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!" "Oh, my gosh!" my wife exclaimed. "She's having Babies." "What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert And Ernie, Mom!" I was equally outraged. "Hey, how can that be? I Thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce," I Said accusingly to my wife. "Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in Their cage?" she inquired (I think she actually Said this sarcastically! ). "No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I Reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet voice, While gritting my teeth). "Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed "Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, You know," she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!) By now the rest of the family had gathered to see What was going on.. I shrugged, deciding to make the Best of it. "Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience," I Announced. "We're about to witness the miracle of> Birth." "Oh, gross!" they shrieked. "Well, isn't THAT just great? What are we going to Do with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?" my Wife wanted to know. We peered at the patient. After much struggling, What looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, Vanishing a scant second later. "We don't appear to be making much progress," I Noted. "It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified. "Do something, Dad!" my son urged. "Okay, okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed The foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle> Tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times With the same results. "Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to Know "Maybe they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the females in my House?) "Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We Drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his Lap. "Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged. "I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted To him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I Mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy Is of her womb.). The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and Peered at the little animal through a magnifying Glass. "What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested Scientifically. "Oh, very interesting, " he murmured. "Mr. And Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside. "Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked. "Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This lizard is Not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen . . Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male species, they um . . . Um . Masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife. We were silent, absorbing this. "So, Ernie's just . . Just ... Excited," my wife offered. "Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood. More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly. "What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness. Tears were now running down her face. "It's just . . . That . . I'm picturing you pulling on its . its . teeny little . .." She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more. "That's enough," I warned. We thanked the vet and hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into the car. He was glad everything was going to be okay. "I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad," he told me. "Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter. Two lizards: $140. One cage: $50. Trip to the vet: $30. Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie: Priceless Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class.

Bring the 4, but you will not place it on the "squeeze chimney" pitch.....its for all the other pitches.

Great job......great pictures.

Who is the savage slav?

That 400 pound meteorite landed about 35 feet to our right and half of us acutally was looking up then saw it before we heard your yells.....it broke a small tree in half.....that my us yelling at you from the ground.....you all most killed us dude. The big one was non the only rock to fall either. We all ducked several times. The big one....landed about 5 feet from your packs. that was scary shit.....

KaskadskyjKozak, you are a tool.

Who is Kevin Everett?

The 9's there are 10's anywhere else.

Nope.....thats why its in spray....

Your a little late with the X mas announcement.

Awesome

Yes.....you can walk to the top or stuart.